With a look of determination in his eyes to kill me, he stomped towards me once the man was out of my sight. His determined stride and the intense look in his eyes were like a storm approaching, and I was trapped in its path. I couldn't help but feel like prey cornered by a predator, and my heart raced as fear gripped me tightly.Earlier, I thought I needed to get away from that man only but I forgot that I am a man who is more cruel and creepier than him. Every step that he took toward me sent a shiver down my spine. My heart thumped louder in my chest with every step that reduced the distance between us. I had faced his anger before, but this time it felt different, more menacing. What was terrifying me even more was that I didn't know where I went wrong. I couldn't predict his next move, and all I could get from him was the vibe of danger. Every fiber of my being was screaming at me to hide in a place where he couldn't see me. I had seen the darkness that lurked within him, and

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I collapsed on the hard, cold floor. I silently prayed for everything to end as soon as possible because now it was crossing my bearing limit.His harsh words had cut through me like a knife, leaving wounds that felt as raw as the ones he had inflicted on my body. The bruises and marks were a painful reminder of his cruelty, but his verbal assault felt like an attack on my very soul.Emotional, physical, and mental pain are now getting too much for me to handle.I never knew that he could hate me so much. Every time, it is like a bitter pill to swallow, realizing that the person I had once looked up to, the one I believed might understand me, was capable of such cruelty.My cries echoed in the room as I cried my heart out. The door of the room was still open, but I didn't move from my place to close it, nor did I think about wearing my clothes back, the pain inside was far more overwhelming.All the clothes that he has provided me are so exposed that I

I already made the decision to escape this place and I don't want to take my steps back because even if I stayed here, my fate would be as cruel as if I got caught. Running away is giving me at least some hope and I believe it is an opportunity that I don't think I am going to get again. With trembling feet, I stepped up the stairs and paused for a moment to catch my breath when I reached the second floor. My eyes moved around to scan the surroundings but I could not see anything clearly because it was dimly lit, casting long shadows along the corridor. I could see my own shadow, which was my only companion. The anticipation of what was to come weighed heavily on me, yet it was a burden I was willing to bear in exchange for the chance to reclaim my freedom. The first thing I am going to do after getting out of this hell is meet my parents and find out the whole story of my brother's murder. Even if he has committed that heinous crime, I still want to know everything from the start

Damien?My eyes widened, my breath became shallow and my blood turned cold as I saw him. I could feel beads of precipitation forming on my forehead, as my heart shivered in my chest out of fear.How did he get here?He was not going to return home tonight and I escaped the guards. How did he come to know about my escape?How had he known that I would be on this bus only?God!So many questions ran through my head and I couldn't answer any of them. I just wanted to disappear before he could see me.My eyes moved around, looking for any escape and the only thing I could see was the tightly shut window. My ears turned bright red with anticipation and it seemed like my heart would come out of my chest. My heart raced even faster if possible and my breath caught in my throat as his men parted to make way for him, allowing Damien to step forward in his full form, demanding authority and submission.His aura was so dark and dominating that I could see a small baby hiding his face in his fath

His words shattered my false notion and proved that I actually don't have anywhere to go.I was trapped.Completely trapped!He was sitting in the car like a king of an empire, his own cruel empire. His legs spread wide, and his elbows rested on his knees. He was sitting on more than half of the seat while I was scrunched to one side.My gaze stayed outside, watching the world pass by. I could see people going around there normally Though the tears were pricking my eyes, I fought not to let them slip out of my eyes. I curled my fist so tightly that my nails dug into my skin. My tears give him pleasure and boost his ego.I know, now I am completely helpless in his hands and he could do anything he wants with me but still, I will not give him the satisfaction of seeing me broken.I didn't say anything to him for the rest of the journey because I was sure that arguing had no point now.He wants to break my spirit but I will never let that happen.Abruptly, the car came to a halt in front